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Project Pat

Ghetty Green

 

Ghetty Green

(album: Ghetty Green - 1999)


Man, Project Pat in the house
This go out to all the real niggas out there having money
Ghetty green, that cheese, that feddi, that loot
Better watch your back man
'Cause your friends out to get you for your shit
This is to all these niggas crossing us here
Smile in your motherfucking face
Turn around and stab you in your motherfucking back
In a motherfucking heartbeat
If I ever catch one of you niggas man
That's a motherfucking murder off the top, boy!
Fo' sho', nigga

[(Chorus) 4x]
Ghetty green, ghetty green
I gotta get the green
Ghetty green, ghetty green
And that's by any means

I'm the man wit the plan
Wit the gaze, wit the mask
Stepping up to ya fast
Laying you in the grass
All your blood, ain't no love, on the street
Wit no police, everybody is a rat, everybody's 'bout the greens
You know me, I know you
We grew up in the pen, but it wasn't face to face
You was out, I was in
Doing time off a crime I committed in the past
I'ma O.G. on the town
As a O.G. I'ma last
In the past I was known as that nigga who would snap
I was quick to bill a cap, but it had to be a jack
Type move, real cool, yeah that's how he thought we was
Use ta kick it everyday, smoking out on that bud
That's my dog, that's my nig', that's a bad young brotha
I just got out the pen, I'ma broke-looking sucka
Man, fuck that young busta
Eighty grand at his house
Seen his momma at the store
Stuck a nine in her mouth

[(Chorus) 4x]

Mastermind, that's the kind of a man that's in my nature
I'ma nigga you don't trust, I'ma killer, maybe raper
I can take a person's life with a knife or a tone
Used his moms as my victim then I called him on the phone
What's up John, where the green, and I ain't gon' ask you twice
Bring it over by yourself, or I'll take your momma's life
In the life of a dealer, they can never call police
Undercover knowing this
Secrecy, that's the key
One two three knocks at the door
Somethin's looking funny
Then my dog let 'im in with his friend and the money
You'se a dummy if you think I'ma let you live sucka
(Aw man, thought we was straight!)
You'se a dead motherfucker!
Shot the joker in his mouth
Bullet went through his jaw
Had to take his momma out 'cause I'm down for the cause
Fuck the laws if they come
Then I'm going wit a blast
Looked his partna in his eyes, then I murdered his ass!

[(Chorus) 4x]

I'm the man doing deals wit the man getting robbed
It's gon' be a violent crime
One that will not get solved
When I rob me a fool
It's a duh that his bitch front like I'm selling ki's
Then I'm game for the switch
Switcharoo on your ass
Duffle bag full of cash
Then my thugs pulling up cocking pumps in the masks
Hit the dash in the black tinted Chevy, trick it in
Now we on the 'spressway
Brought it down, tell my friend
Once again I done pulled off another master plan
Four days downtown
Found a Chevy wit a man's dead body
Somebody shoulda known betta, dog
O.G.'s on the loose
And we getting 'bout our hog
Y'all niggas slanging dope
Should expect a jacking car jack set up, bitch
Or a damn kidnapping
But a nigga like me
I'm your neighborhood fiend
Thinking of coming clean
All about that ghetty green, ghetty green

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